I have a poisonous snake

Chapter 394 The Poisonous Tongue Leader 60
He seemed to open his arms to hug her, but when he opened his arms halfway, he suddenly remembered that he had just come out of the cold pool, and his whole body was cold and wet, so he stopped walking.

"Master, aren't you looking for trouble for yourself? If you insist on starting a fire, you will go to the cold pool to suffer."

Ye Baimian laughed, smoothed out the wrinkles on the sheets, wiped his hands, walked towards him, and reached out to hug him.

The leader stepped back, "Don't touch me, I'm cold."

This is different from his coolness when he was a demon, but a biting ice cold.

"It's not that I haven't touched your body that just came out of the cold pool."

She looked at him helplessly.

When the charm poison in his body broke out last month, he didn't let her touch him. No matter how she teased him, he remained unmoved with a cold face.

It was obvious that she was holding back very hard, but she insisted on not letting her help.

"I didn't know that at the time."

The leader still didn't let her touch his body.

Ye Baimian withdrew his hand, instead of continuing to pursue and touch him relentlessly, he asked about other things.

"This month is coming again, what are you going to do in those three days? Do you want me to help you?"

"No, I'll just go to Hantan and stay for a few days."

It was colder in Hantan. It was because it was too cold that he chose to stay in the room before.

However, that is too troublesome.

As for the help she said, it was directly rejected by the leader.Three days in a row, suspended at night, she couldn't bear it.

Last month was just the last day, and he hurt her.

When you love someone very much, really, you don't want her to suffer even a little bit of harm, and you wish you could lock him up in a place where he won't suffer any harm.

While the leader was speaking, he had already used his internal energy to drive away the cold air in his body, and even dried his clothes.

He curled his lips and opened his arms towards her.

Ye Baimian walked over, wrapped his arms around his waist, stood on tiptoe, covered his lips, and bit him.

The leader clasped her waist, lowered his head and deepened the kiss.

"...Master, you poked me again."

He thought to himself that the cold pool was in vain.

……

Ye Baimian has been with the leader in that plane for ten years, but because his body has been eroded by the cold pool all year round, he has rapidly declined.

He made an entrustment, but it didn't mention the arrangement of the Demon Cult's wife.

All the members of the Devil's Cult have been used to watching the two of them spread dog food over the years, and now that the leader is leaving, why don't they make arrangements for the future life of the wife?
When the leader died, he was only 34 years old. He was still as beautiful as a flower, and died peacefully as if he was asleep.

Ye Baimian insisted on cremating his body, put the ashes in the coffin and buried them in the soil. After seven days, he left the sight of the people and disappeared from the world.

The Demon Sect was left to Ah Qi to take care of it, and it still followed a peaceful path. After ten years of cleansing, everyone's views on the Demon Sect gradually changed.

The only thing that is puzzling is the whereabouts of the leader's wife.

Some people say that the leader and his wife were deeply in love as husband and wife, and when the leader left, the wife died for love.

It was also said that the madam lived in seclusion in the mountains.

There are different opinions, and in the end, the relationship between the two was composed into a song and passed down to future generations.

Ye Baimian, who is being remembered by others, has returned to the system space.

She touched the soul collector in her hand, and thought of what the leader said to her when she didn't recover her memory.

"This time, I will give you absolute fairness."

She opened the redemption column and redeemed a memory blocking pill.

This medicine can block the memory you want to block, and the time limit is the current plane.

The system looked at what she exchanged, and opened its mouth slightly.

"Host, are you sure you want to exchange this?"

　Good night, there are no updates today, I'm going to go to bed for editing, live broadcast without coding

　　The next plane... is probably the paly story of the little black room between the slave master and the slave girl.

　　Western setting with a slight interstellar element.

　　Your Royal Highness, the cold and profound slave owner√
　　Miserable and helpless slave girl√

　　Ye Baimian: "???"

　　Who is miserable and helpless?Stand up, I won’t beat you to death

　　
　
(End of this chapter)